Talking away the hours
Hi Friends,
Today turned out pretty well actually, which was unexpected and delightful. It started out not that great...as usual, I was having some issues getting going to do what I felt like I needed to do today, and I was feeling bad about that so it was a vicious cycle. But then I got a phone call from Monica, asking if I was planning on going to Jen's baby shower today. I hadn't been planning on it because I felt like I should be spending time on my day off with mom, but when I really thought about it, I thought about how I'd probably be having issues getting off the couch anyway and I'd rather be doing something nice and fun if I wasn't with mom rather than at home feeling sorry for myself. So I went and had a very lovely time...a huge thanks to Monica for getting me to go, and to all the girls who made my day better without even knowing it. :)
After the shower, Lindsay was nice enough to drop me off at the Imperial, where I met mom when I got off the elevator on her floor. We proceeded to have an awesome afternoon together, just talking away the day and actually losing track of time (when does that ever happen?)! She wanted to know again the story of everything that happened with and after the accident (I know, we've had the conversation before, but it hasn't quite stuck yet...it seemed to really sink in again today, but we'll see if she holds onto the memory of this conversation), and we spent a couple hours just sitting and talking, and she asked me questions and interjected comments and it was just a good thing to be talking. Mom even said she'd like to write a book about her experiences, or a play...how wonderfully therapeutic would that be!? Tomorrow, per Betty's suggestion, I plan to bring an empty journal for her so that she can begin writing at least something...it could be a thought or a feeling or a word or a date or a name...anything...but perhaps this will stimulate her to keep a daily log of events and/or feelings. It could really help her begin to write better, and even help with her memory and words and expression. We'll see and I'll keep you posted.
Tonight I just came home and laid low...watched some TV and putzed around...the kitties appreciated my presence...they are both on the couch with me now, though of course on opposite ends. Wish me luck for a better, more self-enabling start tomorrow. Thank you to all my friends and family for your unending love and support...it truly means the world to us both. Peace.
Today turned out pretty well actually, which was unexpected and delightful. It started out not that great...as usual, I was having some issues getting going to do what I felt like I needed to do today, and I was feeling bad about that so it was a vicious cycle. But then I got a phone call from Monica, asking if I was planning on going to Jen's baby shower today. I hadn't been planning on it because I felt like I should be spending time on my day off with mom, but when I really thought about it, I thought about how I'd probably be having issues getting off the couch anyway and I'd rather be doing something nice and fun if I wasn't with mom rather than at home feeling sorry for myself. So I went and had a very lovely time...a huge thanks to Monica for getting me to go, and to all the girls who made my day better without even knowing it. :)
After the shower, Lindsay was nice enough to drop me off at the Imperial, where I met mom when I got off the elevator on her floor. We proceeded to have an awesome afternoon together, just talking away the day and actually losing track of time (when does that ever happen?)! She wanted to know again the story of everything that happened with and after the accident (I know, we've had the conversation before, but it hasn't quite stuck yet...it seemed to really sink in again today, but we'll see if she holds onto the memory of this conversation), and we spent a couple hours just sitting and talking, and she asked me questions and interjected comments and it was just a good thing to be talking. Mom even said she'd like to write a book about her experiences, or a play...how wonderfully therapeutic would that be!? Tomorrow, per Betty's suggestion, I plan to bring an empty journal for her so that she can begin writing at least something...it could be a thought or a feeling or a word or a date or a name...anything...but perhaps this will stimulate her to keep a daily log of events and/or feelings. It could really help her begin to write better, and even help with her memory and words and expression. We'll see and I'll keep you posted.
Tonight I just came home and laid low...watched some TV and putzed around...the kitties appreciated my presence...they are both on the couch with me now, though of course on opposite ends. Wish me luck for a better, more self-enabling start tomorrow. Thank you to all my friends and family for your unending love and support...it truly means the world to us both. Peace.
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